—SOMEWHERE ALONG THE WAY, THE DOTS DIDN’T ALL CONNECT, AND PROMISE BECAME REGRET

…Today is snapping its fingers, saying, “Hurry up.  Get on with it already.”

…I never watched Mr. Rogers on TV when I was a kid, but I saw this recently and it made my skin prickle:

 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fKy7ljRr0AA

…Wonderful things happen if you just let them.  Wonderful things happen all the time.

…Isn’t it interesting that sparrows and squirrels eat all day and they never obsess about weight?

…I asked your ghost: What do you think of death and such?

The reply, per usual: Not so much.

 …Nobody’s role is simple these days.

…Stay calm.  Keep it light.  Try not to lean.  A balance must be struck between pressure and concern.

…To be badly dressed is always a condemnation.

…I’m looking at both sides of the sky and each one tries to tell me a different story.  I’m looking at both sides of the sky and neither one is very blue.

…There’s no winning when it can come at you from every direction.

…No one will pick you up if you don’t know where you’re going.

…l couldn’t let go of the side for the longest time.

…I like to think I am a reliable narrator, but you never know.

…Someone asked me, “Why are you crying?”  Someone else asked me, “Why aren’t you?”

…Maybe love’s architecture is exposed when we try and fail at what we mean.

…And if I know you at all, I bet you’ve gone too far again.

…I keep trying to make it mean more, but it doesn’t.

…I’m jealous of the rain and I’m jealous of the wind.  They’re closer to your shadow.

…More than one thing can be true at the same time, or so I’ve been told.

…I’ve spent a lot of time lately trying to learn the lesson inside the lesson.  It’s not as easy as you might think.

…At the door we stand pondering, trying to get it open, say what we mean and how afraid we are that no one is even on the other side.

…Dear God,

I thought I saw you last week.  You looked very pensive sitting on a park bench.  Was that you?